"Xiaochuang, you are an insider!" Du Jiawen glanced at Tang Xiangtian lightly, "He is the outsider."
Xiang Xiaochuang was stunned, immediately lowered his eyes, and used his tea cup to cover his uncontrollable smile.
Tang Xiangtian was startled for a moment, and then he couldn't help laughing: "Yes, I am the only outsider. Originally, I was not involved in my business, but I was used by Chen Sijia. However, even though I played a trick with you, I failed to succeed.
The information I have provided you now is not due to credit but also due to hard work, right? This can be regarded as a settlement."
"Okay, let's settle the matter." Du Jiawen said simply. Of course he hoped to settle the accounts with Tang Xiangtian.
Just because he didn't say it didn't mean that he couldn't tell. There was something special in the way Tang Xiangtian looked at Xiang Xiaochuang. Just as he was attracted to Xiang Xiaochuang, he was worried that Tang Xiangtian was also attracted to her.
Moreover... He frowned. Xiang Xiaochuang's impression of Tang Xiangtian was not that he was deeply disgusted by the other party's deception. Instead, he looked at each other and smiled, as if there was some tacit understanding, which made him feel very uncomfortable.
Tang Xiangtian is very eloquent and prefers Xiang Xiaochuang to talk rather than him.
"Actually, I often eat with rice because I really like the culture of the Ming and Qing dynasties. They were two very interesting dynasties. The system construction of the Ming Dynasty was very complete, and the Qing Dynasty, as an ethnic minority, came to dominate the Central Plains and was able to integrate with the culture of the Central Plains.
It's a miracle that it works so well."
Xiang Xiaochuang nodded happily: "Yes, in Chinese history, each dynasty has its own specialness. I like the majesty of the Western Han Dynasty, the Tianbao style of the prosperous Tang Dynasty, and the prosperous Kangxi and Qianlong era of the Qing Dynasty... But if you want me
If I choose to live in a dynasty, I think I like the Song Dynasty."
"What's so good about the Song Dynasty?" Du Jiawen disagreed. "It's always only half of the country. Even though there was a Song Dynasty, it was actually not able to unify the Central Plains. In the Southern Song Dynasty, they even lost their hometown and moved to the south."
"Otherwise!" Tang Xiangtian retorted, "The culture of the Song Dynasty was very prosperous. For example, the elegance and exquisiteness of lyrics flourished in the Northern and Southern Song Dynasties. And there are other aspects..."
Xiang Xiaochuang seemed to have found a close friend: "Yes, there are also Song poems, prose, paintings..."
Du Jiawen interrupted: "You tell this fake foreign devil..."
Tang Xiangtian couldn't laugh or cry: "I am not a fake foreign devil. Although I have American citizenship, I go to China every year."
Xiang Xiaochuang glanced sideways at Du Jiawen, half smiling but not smiling.
"You can't just like living in the Song Dynasty because of the cultural prosperity of the Song Dynasty, right?" Du Jiawen tried his best to "destrange" Tang Xiangtian and Xiang Xiaochuang.
"Of course it's not just because of this. I think people in the Song Dynasty lived a very leisurely life. After the atmosphere of the Han Dynasty and the prosperous Tang Dynasty, it was just like the fireworks in the sky, and they returned to ordinary life. It felt very real."
Xiang Xiaochuang said quietly, as if he had really arrived in the Song Dynasty, his eyes full of yearning.
"I like the Tang Dynasty, with open folk customs and abundant treasures." Tang Xiangtian said with a smile, "Even if you have an affair with the princess, it will be regarded as a romantic, and I will never treat you as a dirty person."
Before Xiang Xiaochuang had time to express his opinion, Du Jiawen took over: "I like the Han Dynasty. I lived in the era of Emperor Wu of the Han Dynasty and opened up new territories. If you compare it with the Song Dynasty, you can see the momentum of the Han Dynasty, which defeated the Huns.
Back home, how could anyone in the Song Dynasty have such courage?"
Tang Xiangtian smiled and punched his fists: "You can tell each other's character from the dynasty you like. Xiaochuang is a woman who is willing to be ordinary and willing to wait for her own feelings. Mr. Du regards feelings as a burden.
People who don’t want to be bound by it.”
Du Jiawen glared at him dissatisfied: "What about you?" He felt faintly uncomfortable in his heart. Why was he already calling him "Xiaochuang" affectionately before he finished the tea?
Looking secretly at Xiang Xiaochuang, she didn't seem to notice the subtle change of title. She was looking at Tang Xiangtian, smiling and waiting for him to continue. Her heart suddenly felt like she had overturned the sauce plate, and all the flavors came out on the tip of her tongue.
Tang Xiangtian glanced at Du Jiawen intentionally or unintentionally, and said leisurely: "I am a man from the Tang Dynasty, the kind who only wants beauty but not the country!"
He clearly meant something!
Du Jiawen sneered: "Who in the Tang Dynasty doesn't want the country? Concubine Yang died in front of Emperor Tang Ming's horse!"
Tang Xiangtian retorted: "That is just a record, but there is another legend. Emperor Ming of Tang Dynasty did not execute Yang Guifei, but quietly sent her to Japan before she died."
Du Jiawen dismissed it: "Nonsense!"
"If not, why did Bai Juyi write "Song of Everlasting Sorrow"?" Tang Xiangtian also refused to give in.
"You...do you need to argue about this issue left over from history?" Xiang Xiaochuang asked in confusion, "Isn't the Tang Dynasty too far away from the present? Regardless of whether Yang Yuhuan is dead or not, for men, women are like clothes.
It’s the same, if it’s worn out, just replace it at the worst!”
Du Jiawen glanced at her with a complicated mood and said nothing.
Tang Xiangtian almost swore to the sky: "I am not that kind of man. Women are born to be treasured."
Du Jiawen remained calm and said calmly: "It's time for us to leave. Thank you for the tea."
He stood up and extended a hand to Xiang Xiaochuang.
Tang Xiangtian jumped up quickly: "Aren't we just talking about speculation? Why are we leaving so quickly? It's not early now. How about I serve as the host and go to the most authentic Chinese restaurant in Chinatown for dinner?"
Xiang Xiaochuang put his hand on Du Jiawen's palm, stood up, and showed a naughty smile: "The most authentic Chinese restaurant in Chinatown?"
"Yes, Xiaochuang, please give me a favor!" Tang Xiangtian said with a smile.
Xiang Xiaochuang burst out laughing: "Next time you go to China, I'll treat you to authentic Chinese food. Any small restaurant will be absolutely authentic."
Tang Xiangtian plucked his hair in embarrassment: "Ah, yes, you are originally Chinese, I forgot..."
Du Jiawen couldn't help but smile and put his arm around Xiang Xiaochuang's shoulders: "Yes, if you come here next time, I will treat you to any restaurant for a meal. The cheaper it is, the more authentic it will be."
Tang Xiangtian could only say "goodbye" to them. Looking at Xiang Xiaochuang's face, he still felt unfinished.
When Xiang Xiaochuang walked out of the door, he looked back at Tang Xiangtian and saw that he was squinting. Their eyes met and they couldn't help but smile at each other again.
Du Jiawen held Xiang Xiaochuang's hand dissatisfiedly: "Are you still nostalgic for him?"
"he……"
"Don't forget, he is the culprit who deceived you!" Du Jiawen said in a bad tone.
Xiang Xiaochuang couldn't help laughing: "Really? Speaking of the culprit, I always thought the culprit was your fiancée..."